Brannan is losing his mind.
Although direct conflicts had broken out between the two sides before, the scale of the conflicts was relatively small and the targets were all adult males with guns.
Now Brannan's targets of revenge are women and children, especially those with yellow skin.
As the number of vicious cases of revenge against Chinese women and children increased, Liang Yao had to move these women and children to Sacramento for safety reasons.
At the same time, Liang Yao also felt that a direct confrontation was inevitable and the storm was about to come.
These deliberate reprisals against Chinese women and children are just the prelude to the coming storm.
The scam of Brannan Casino was exposed, and the income of the casino, which was a money-printing machine that made a lot of money every day, became increasingly scarce.
Brannan's capital chain has been broken. In order to maintain this endless price game, Brannan has gone crazy, selling off his assets and continuing to compete with Liang Yao.
"I heard that Chinese people value sons over daughters and attach great importance to continuing the family line."
"Cai Mingsheng had a son when he was old. Do you think Cai Mingsheng would be very sad if his son was killed?"
"According to the Chinese saying, this is called 'no descendants'. Since he works for Liang Yao, I will make sure that he has no descendants."
Brannan was talking incoherently like a psychopath, his face distorted as he began to laugh crazily.
"He will definitely be in pain. This is the price he should pay for working for Liang Yao."
"As long as we cut off Liang Yao's left and right arms, victory will eventually belong to me, to us. San Francisco, Sacramento, California, will eventually be our world, right?"
Brannan no longer looked his former self. His hair was disheveled and his beard had not been trimmed for a long time. His eyes had become red and swollen due to insomnia.
"Who among you will do this? When it's done, I'll reward you handsomely! I have gold! I have lots and lots of gold!"
Brannan roared at his men like a wild animal that had lost its mind.
These guys, who only care about whoever gives them milk, used to hang around him like flies every day when he had money. But after he got into trouble, the number of hired guns around him became fewer and fewer.
"Mr. Brannan, you are crazy."
A hired gun, disgusted by Brannan's shameless behavior, turned his back and tried to leave.
Although he is a hired gun, a hired gun with conscience also has principles and he will not attack children.
Before he had taken a few steps, a gunshot like thunder was heard from behind the hired gunman.
Without hesitation, Brannan pulled the trigger at the hired gunman who still had a conscience. The shot hired gunman fell in a pool of blood, looking at Brannan in disbelief.
Brannan showed no mercy, he used his thumb to cock the hammer of the single-action revolver, finished loading the bullet, and without blinking, fired another shot at the poor gunman, watching him die.
The hired gunmen in the house were trembling with fear. No one dared to leave his manor without Brannan's permission, for fear of being shot in the back like the gunman on the ground.
"Gentlemen, who is willing to do this for me? After the success, there will be a reward of 100 ounces of gold and my gratitude."
Brannan rested his hands on the table, his sharp eyes swept over the hired gunmen.
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"They raped and killed four defenseless women and six innocent and pitiful children. San Francisco is getting out of control. I need your help, Colonel Griffin." Inside the military fortress, Flagg made a request to Griffin.
The current situation in San Francisco is no longer something that can be controlled by a few dozen mounted police officers.
In addition to more than sixty hired guns, other gang members had to obey Brannan's orders directly. Brannan directly controlled an armed force of nearly two hundred people.
In addition to Brannan, Flagg was also worried that Liang Yao would not be able to control his anger.
Liang Yao is currently in San Francisco, and he just went to his home to meet him yesterday.
Liang Yao expressed his approval of everything he had done in San Francisco, and also made clear his attitude that if Brannan made any radical moves again, he would no longer restrain himself and would take all possible means to fight back against Brannan.
Flagg also admitted that Liang Yao had always been very restrained. He and his men never provoked trouble, and almost all conflicts were instigated by Brannan's side.
People who can remain restrained will not get angry, but once they get angry, the consequences will be more terrible than those who cannot control themselves like Brannan.
"Liang Yao is in San Francisco now. No one can guarantee what will happen next. Liang Yao has more than 70 professional armed guards in San Francisco, and more than 200 young and middle-aged people from Chinese clans who are armed.
Once a conflict breaks out, San Francisco will be no less than a medium-sized battle, which will be a huge disaster and tragedy for San Francisco.
The only person who can prevent this disaster and tragedy is you, Colonel. I implore you to send troops to San Francisco to help me maintain order in San Francisco!"
Griffin looked out the window at the sea and sky, and he knew Flagg was not exaggerating.
He didn't want to get involved in the conflict between Liang Yao and Brannan, so as not to bring himself unnecessary trouble, but he couldn't just ignore the atrocities in San Francisco and watch the situation get out of control.
"Sheriff Flagg, you are right, Brannan did cross the line." Griffin turned around.
"But many of my men are also obsessed with gold. Although I am the head of the infantry regiment, I only have four infantry companies. I have to use these four infantry companies to clear out the unfriendly Indians and to garrison the fort to guard against sneak attacks by Mexicans. I really can't spare any extra troops."
Griffin also has his own unspeakable secrets. Since the beginning of the gold rush, his soldiers have been fleeing continuously. By now, more than half of them have fled, and the soldiers who remain in the team are also in a state of unrest.
He was only able to maintain the existence of this infantry regiment by relying on his personal prestige.
Of course, the most crucial point is that mobilizing troops in peacetime is a very troublesome matter, and it is impossible to communicate directly with the Ministry of War.
Afterwards, he would need to make a reasonable explanation to the masters in the Ministry of War. If the Ministry of War did not approve of his explanation, a military court would be waiting for him.
"Are you just going to sit there and do nothing, Colonel?" Flagg was very disappointed. He stood up and prepared to leave. "If a conflict really breaks out, I will do my duty as a sheriff. Colonel Griffin, if I unfortunately encounter an accident, please collect my body and inform my family."
"Sheriff Flagg," Griffin called out to Flagg as he was about to leave. "Although I cannot mobilize troops to assist, I can mediate this matter in my personal name. The conflict in San Francisco is unavoidable, but we can find a way to delay its outbreak."
"Colonel Griffin, please."
Flagg took off his hat and bowed to Griffin.